The Quiet

I sit in an incredibly quiet hotel room. Jonny has started his TFA training. Rich and I came back to the hotel wondering what we do now. I have been planning this trip for 4 months and it is over. Had some  great times and some really tense times. That's the life of a parent. Sometimes you can't do anything wrong, but more often you can't do anything right. Brings back memories of me and my dad and I wonder how he put up with me. But parental love is greater than any love. You never give up loving your child. Tomorrow we will drive to Tulsa to put Jonny's things in storage. We drive back, have dinner, say good bye, and wait to see him again. And now it is his schedule that determines when that will happen. We can't hop in the car and drive a mere 6 hours to see him. Airplanes and teaching schedules are involved. He is so excited. I am excited for him, but really sad for myself. Life moves on and so must I. But I still wonder: Where does the time go?